The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1773 - 1786: Sweet Burden (9)

"Fat and unsightly? On what grounds do you make such a statement?" Yu Zexiao tilted his head, a look of genuine inquiry on his face as he briefly regarded Jian Anning. His gaze then drifted downwards, lingering on her chest, his eyes igniting with a fiercer heat. "Anning, listen to me closely, you absolutely must not lose any more weight."

"What?" Jian Anning’s eyes widened in surprise. She looked up at him, prompting Yu Zexiao to reaffirm his statement with unwavering confidence, "Yes, I mean it. Do not lose weight."

"You... you truly look down on me!" This was the final straw! It mattered not to Yu Zexiao whether she was beautiful or repulsive; even medical professionals had advised her to manage her diet, and everyone else echoed the sentiment. Yet, he alone was suggesting she cease her weight-loss efforts!

Did he believe her current appearance was insufficiently unappealing? If she were to become even more unsightly, would he then feel justified in leaving her without a shred of remorse?

This line of thought ignited a fiery rage within Jian Anning, driving her to lash out!

"I... I wish for a divorce from you!"

The instant these words left her lips, Yu Zexiao experienced profound shock, even though he recognized the anger fueling her declaration. He instantly moved to embrace her, his brow furrowed, and pleaded, "Do not utter such foolishness!"

"I am not speaking foolishly, you... I demand a divorce from you!"

"Say that once more!" Yu Zexiao’s patience was wearing thin. If not for the delicate condition of her pregnancy... he would surely have administered a stern bedside 'lesson'!

However, such 'instruction' was currently out of the question. Their recent bath had made things convenient for him to 'handle' her! With that thought, he swiftly raised his hand and delivered a firm smack to her backside, commanding, "Cease this nonsensical talk!"

Hmm, perhaps her recent weight gain had indeed enhanced the tactile sensation; it felt more yielding than usual. How to articulate it... silken?

While gaining a bit of weight might lend a fuller visage, the feel of her body was undeniably exquisite! For men, while attractive appearances are certainly pleasing, in the darkness, all women possess a certain allure. What truly captures a man's heart? Without a doubt, it is this wonderfully soft and yielding physique!

Presented with the choice between a skeletal frame or skin as smooth as alabaster—surely any man would opt for the latter? He now finally grasped the ancient admiration for fuller figures during the Tang Dynasty!

He could scarcely endure it; merely touching her soft form brought him to the precipice of losing control! He had exercised restraint for six long months. Not being a practicing ascetic, and well into his thirties, perhaps initial work demands had kept him occupied. But now, with ample leisure time, being in her presence proved to be a profound form of torture!

Though she was merely midway through her pregnancy, she was carrying twins, and one of the fetuses had previously shown signs of weakness. Even though the babies' positions were stable, he dared not act rashly, fearing harm to them or to her!

Yet, he was holding back with immense difficulty, his hand resting on that sensitive area, reluctant to release his grip. His resolve wavered as she shifted uncomfortably, making his struggle even more arduous.

"You no longer care for me, and yet you forbid me from speaking foolishly!" Jian Anning had turned away from him, largely unaware of his internal turmoil. She only felt a deep well of sadness and despair. Reluctantly trying to break free from his embrace, she spoke with a tremor in her voice, "You clearly despise me for being overweight! By telling me not to lose weight, you must have encountered someone else during your filming, haven't you? Once I gain more weight, become uglier, and after the child is born, you can simply discard me and be with the woman you desire, is that not the plan?"

Listening to her outpouring, Yu Zexiao found himself oscillating between exasperation and a strange sense of amusement.